Saturday, 18 August 2012


It is gone 1am and I am about to call it a night, but before so much more happens, I should really post a little update of my adventures in the land of the Irish folk. Life really does just 'happen' faster than we even thought possible at times, and it's a struggle to maintain continuity in your own head-space, nevermind a little old blog on the internet. As Kurt Vonnegut oh-so very rightly said, 'life happens too fast for you to ever think about it'. However, the truth in this thought still stands, but it is so important that we do somehow find the time to think. Thinking is how we achieve balance and how we process our feelings and the actions of others; the goings on of life itself are processed through our very own thinking. The pace of life mustn't stop our thoughts.

Anyway, back to the blog. IRELAND. I took a wee trip to Belfast last week. Monday and Tuesday was a fitting and filming of the new Next TV commercial and then Wednesday morning I took a flight out to Belfast to visit Aisling. If I attempt to describe this girl in my own mere unsubstantial words, they will fail to do her justice.  Words simply are not enough. I had been going through a somewhat stressful patch of life. A tricky hand of cards was continuously handed out to me on a silver plate, and as much as I tried to receive them as gracefully as can be expected, there comes a point when graceful acceptance of a shit hand of cards is a little tough, even for the best of us. I am only referring to moving out of my house, packing my life up, family experiences, landlord difficulties, decisions that are difficult to make, etc.. but I'm sure you catch my drift. Even socialising, drinking, eating etc.. even the most mundane and 'normal' (god, I hate that word!) activities seemed challenging. This is clearly not the state in which I should be visiting a friend who I know enjoys company of her friends and enjoys being around those that bring happiness. But the point is, it was a brilliant escape. Wow. Just being in different surroundings, being able to sleep, having unconditional acceptance and being with a friend who is just there. Who gets it. The unspoken 'it' that can only ever be understood by those who understand. That's what Aisling did for me. Plus, I don't even have to mention that the beautiful Irish accent filled my heart with about as much happiness as a small child on christmas day. Just lovely.

Let us love whoever is around to be loved.

I really left Ireland with a heart so filled with love. I was reminded of happiness and youth and the aspects of life that we sometimes forget to enjoy.. Maybe forget how to enjoy, or maybe just refuse to allow our hearts to accept contentment. I don't know.. There are a number of reasons, some of which I shall never know. But I have certainly been enlightened, and I could have stayed longer.. This only occured to me as I was taking the bus back to the airport and had left Ais-Ga in the city. Hopefully not too long until another meeting.

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